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The new baby in Lin Family's second branch was given a nickname.

He was called Wheat.

The baby was fair and clean, spending the day either sleeping or curiously looking around with his round, wide-open eyes.

If he saw his family members, he would giggling constantly or greeting them with baby sounds.

"Our little Wheat is so good-looking."

Mrs. Lin was overjoyed as she held the baby.

Aunt Guihua looked on with a hint of envy in her eyes.

"The little Wheat looks so cute, and he has a nice temperament, he doesn't cry on ordinary days."

"Indeed, when my second son was young, he was very mischievous and exhausting. When he was little, I couldn't even sleep. But our little Wheat is considerate; he never cries or makes a fuss."

Mrs. Lin couldn't stop grinning as she recounted the mischievous antics of young Lin Ercheng.

Seeing his grandmother laughing, little Wheat blinked twice and suddenly giggled.

The pure laughter of a baby was the sweetest sound to adults' ears.